I went to sleep with a lie
That I couldn't hold a baby inside of me
Or outside of me
That I was too savage to be mum
They once treated me as though
I had metal hands
Metal on my hands
Mother said it wasn't true
But sometimes the truth will
Struggle inside you
So I said
Father would you brush my hair
Restore me from the wild
Hear my prayer
Moisturise your child
Oooh.
Because you, you
You are so kind
You are so kind
Cos you, you
You're so kind
You are so kind
I had a dream in the night
With a baby called Violet
She was tiny and slim
My little matchstick queen.
My hands were summer clouds
I was protective, I was proud
She was the light of my life
The light of my life
So I said
"Father you have brushed my hair
Restored me from the wild
Heard my prayer
Moisturised your child
Oooh because
You, you
You are so kind
You are so kind
Cos, you, you
You're so kind
You are so kind
Like a child in a cinema
At a private premier
My dream and its director
A scene that loved me tender
Like a child in a cinema
Just me at the premier
My dream and its director
A scene that loved me tender
You, you, you're so kind
You're so kind
Cos you, cos you, cos you
You're so kind
You're so kind
Cos you, cos you, cos you
You're so kind
You healed my, you healed my
You healed my mind.